All Chapters of Winning Back His Ex's Wife's Broken Heart : Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Sarah’s POV I sat on the couch, fiddling with the hem of my shirt as my stomach churned. Not from the pregnancy—this time, it was nerves. I’d spent the last few hours convincing myself that telling Richard was the right thing to do, but now that the moment was here, I couldn’t find the words. Zara’s voice rang out from the kitchen. “You’ve been sitting there for thirty minutes, Sarah. Either go tell him, or I’ll do it for you.” I shot her a look. “That’s not helping.” “Oh, I think it is,” she said, smirking as she leaned against the doorway. “You’ve been overthinking this for days. Just rip off the band-aid already.” I took a deep breath and stood. She was right, as usual. “Okay. I’m doing it.” “That’s my girl,” she said with a grin. “Now go, before I grab a megaphone and announce it myself.” I rolled my eyes and headed toward the study where Richard was. My heart pounded as I pushed the door open. He was sitting at the desk, focused on his laptop, but he looked up the

Richard’s pov.The day was turning out to be more chaotic than I’d imagined. I’d thought a quick getaway would be easy, but between Sarah’s packing and Zoe’s nonstop critiques, it felt like a full-on operation. “Sarah, you can’t seriously be thinking of packing this” Zoe said, holding up a chunky sweater like it was a crime against fashion.“I might need it if it gets cold,” Sarah countered, her hands fluttering nervously over the clothes laid out on the bed. I could already see she was getting stressed out, and we hadn’t even left the house yet.“I stay in Mexico. It’s not cold. You don’t need a sweater,” Zoe replied, looking at Sarah like she was insane. I leaned against the doorframe, watching the two of them go back and forth. “Come on, Sarah,” I teased. “It’s just a week getaway. We’re not trekking through the Arctic.”“Thank you,” Zoe added with a satisfied smirk, as if I’d just delivered some kind of profound truth.Sarah sighed dramatically. “But what if we go to a nice dinn

Richard pov.Sarah looked adorable as she tried to take charge at the office, even if the chaos around her was anything but adorable. She had this determined look on her face, like she was ready to jump back in and start running the place. But the reality was, she wasn’t quite back to full strength yet, and it showed.I watched from the doorway as she stood by Zoe’s desk, her arms crossed in that “I’m serious now” way she always did when she was ready to get down to business. Zoe was sitting in her usual spot, cool as ever, like she’d been holding down the fort for years—and technically, she had.Sarah tapped her foot as Zoe scrolled through something on her computer. “Zoe,” Sarah said, “we need to go over the quarterly reports. I haven’t seen them yet.”Zoe didn’t even look up, just clicking away on the keyboard. “I’ve already handled them. They’re in the folder you asked for,” she said smoothly, barely blinking. “But we can go over them now if you want.”I could tell Sarah wasn’t

Richard pov.Sarah was buzzing with excitement as we arrived at the construction site. The sounds of drills and saws filled the air, and workers scurried around, doing their jobs as if they’d been doing it for years. It was a familiar scene, one I’d seen many times over the years, but today, it felt a little different. Sarah was here, walking beside me with a clipboard in hand, ready to dive into the details of the project.She was talking a mile a minute, her eyes bright and full of energy. I could see how much she loved this part of the job—walking the sites, talking to the workers, making sure everything was running smoothly. She was in her element.“This project is going so well,” she said, her voice full of pride. “The foundation is solid, and the walls are going up just as planned. I think we might even finish ahead of schedule!”I watched her, a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth. She had always been passionate about the business, but there was something about the way sh

Richard pov.The next afternoon, I led Sarah by the hand down the sandy path on the beach. Her face lit up with surprise as she looked around, realizing where we were. “Richard, what is this? The beach? You brought me here?” She sounded almost in disbelief, like I was pulling some sort of prank. “Yeah, I did,” I said, grinning at her. “I thought it might be nice. Just the two of us, no work, no stress, just… us.” I paused, noticing the slight smile on her face. “I thought you could use a break from all the office stuff.”Her expression softened, and she leaned into me as we walked along the shore. “I wasn’t expecting this, but it’s perfect.” We walked in silence for a moment, just listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore. I glanced over at Sarah, still amazed by how strong and beautiful she was, even with all the challenges of pregnancy. She had this glow about her that made me want to just hold onto these moments forever. “Do you remember the first time we